The only time I had ever worn a pair of heels was in Reid’s music video and some award shows I had been drug to. I wear old band shirts, and black skinny jeans. This place was way too nice for a girl like me. “I’m going to need a drink,” Danielle muttered, grimacing at the white fluffy frock that was draped on a mannequin. It was like bringing back old memories, ones that I really tried so freaking hard to erase from my simple, confused, and distracted mind in the last year or so. I was pretty sure it was God’s way of saying that I had solidified my place in hell, when the first thing I heard stepping into the store was the fucking song ‘Endless Love.’. No extra flourishes to fancy up the pages, no added fonts to captivate your eyes, just a simple story to pleasure your mind for a couple hours. There was no special formatting to this novel. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for picking up the ‘Hide Your Crazy’ series, and spending your time getting lost in their story. This book is dedicated to all the book enthusiasts who were excited to read the conclusion to Molly and Reid’s story. All characters, events, organizations and products depicted herein are either a product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this work, in whole or in part, in any form.
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